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infelicet · 3 months
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thepixelelf · 11 months
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[hear me now] You blink down at your phone screen, and the single notification of a missed call from Wonwoo. There are no messages from him, nor any indication towards what the call could've been about. At first, your heart raced at the possibility of an emergency, but it's just one call from fifteen minutes ago. Surely, if it was an emergency, he'd call again, right?
After pressing "call back", you lift your phone up to your ear and wait for the dial tone. It only rings once.
"Hey," comes Wonwoo's voice, and because you know him, you can hear his smile in the single word.
"Hey," you parrot. "How are the boys?"
"They're fine."
You chuckle a bit, expecting him to say more about the group that hasn't been able to hang out as a whole in months. It's not that they don't care enough about each other -- it's that coordinating a meetup between 13 people is about as easy as teaching a pug calculus.
"Just fine?" you ask.
"Yeah." He's still smiling; you're sure of it.
You smile too. "What was the call for, then?"
"Just wanted to hear your voice."
Your heart warms, and at the same time, you hear approximately twelve groans in the near distance.
"Come collect your mans!" Seungkwan whines in the background. "He's literally only talked about you for the past two hours!"
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datasoong47 · 4 months
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mudanonaito · 3 months
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dorothygale · 3 months
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the other night i saw a kid with the most nonchalant expression wearing a big puffy coat being pulled along on rollerblades by a tiny dog
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link to stickers and stuff
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sergle · 6 months
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"tiktok is so toxic yall are on that evil app but I'm built different 💅" to you!! TO YOU!! YOUR TIKTOK ALGORITHYM MAY BE EVIL
Mine is FIRE
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rythyme · 30 days
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get booped idiot
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flowersforvax · 1 year
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vanilla extract might be my favorite new meme
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vinylattes · 9 months
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What is the key to enjoying life? (x)
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curecraft · 3 months
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infelicet · 4 months
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snake boy performance 💚 for @hyunpic
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thepixelelf · 9 months
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prompt: "what am i supposed to do while you're gone?" "what do you usually do when i'm gone?" "wait for you to come back"
warnings: implied fwb; recast fic
[nights before] Joshua doesn't do mornings after.
Or, it's more accurate to say, he didn't do mornings after.
He blames that on your unreasonably comfortable bed. After all, what other possible reason could there be to feel so warm, so at home in a place that certainly isn't his. What other reason could he have to want to smother himself to death in your pillows, or to hold you close enough to—
"I gotta go," you mumble, voice filtered in the slow, quiet way the morning always forces on you. His fingers twitch to hold you closer, but Joshua forces his arms to stay limp while you slip away. He keeps his eyes shut while you go through the motions of your routine, listening to the sounds you make. The click of the light switch in the bathroom, the soft pad of your footsteps, the steady woosh of the sink when you wash your hands.
He sits up a bit before you emerge from the bathroom, eyes lazily squinted while he scours the room for his shirt. It has to be somewhere.
"Don't hurt yourself there, buddy," you say when you see what he's doing. Bending down, you pick up his shirt from the foot of the bed and throw it at him. The shirt flops over his head, and you chuckle at how slowly he reacts. Groggily, he pulls the shirt on, a smile creeping its way onto his lips.
"Thanks." He twiddles his thumbs. "Where are you going so early?"
You snort, checking yourself in the mirror before glancing back at him on the bed. "It's ten already."
"On a Saturday. And that doesn't answer my question."
Laughing again at his naturally cheeky demeanour, you explain, "One of my meetings was moved to earlier for some reason. I shouldn't be out for that long, but you're welcome to stick around and gather yourself instead of running out with your tail between your legs."
(Joshua likes your smirk too much to care about the implications of your words.)
He tilts his head to the side. "So you're saying I can wait for you."
"Now when did I say that?" you tease, a brow raised. Even though you don't say it, he hears a yes in the way you smile.
It's always been like this. Playful. Teasing. Anything but serious.
Joshua is too scared to make it anything else.
"Well what am I supposed to do while you're gone?"
You approach the bed, casually putting your hands on your hips. "I don't know. What do you usually do when I'm gone?"
"Wait for you to come back."
Playfully rolling your eyes at his goofy smile, you reach out a hand. "You're such a dork."
Joshua falls back onto your sheets when you poke his forehead, giggles erupting from his chest. These mornings, he could get used to.
The sounds of your footsteps walking away jolt him upright once more.
"Just one," he calls out. "Before you go."
Joshua made one rule when this whole unorthodox arrangement started: no kissing. You'd both reasoned later to change the rule to no lip-to-lip action, although you were very understanding of his hesitancy. He told you there was too much intimacy in traditional kisses — you might fall in love with him if you get to kiss his luscious lips, he'd said.
He shouldn't have been worried about you falling in love, though. Even with the rule, he's in trouble.
You smile as you once again approach the bed, and Joshua knows he's in deep because when you brush back the hair that tickles his eyelids and press a slow, warm kiss on his forehead, he treasures it so much more than anything that happened the night before.
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datasoong47 · 6 months
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ibtisams · 3 months
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My father was martyred by Israel on 10 October 2023 after sacrificing his care in hospital so the injured children could take priority. Today would have been his 60th birthday. He was always selfless, kind, and giving for others. My father gave up everything for me to be able to have a better life, because that is what he always dreamed for me and my sister. The world suffered a great loss when he died, and my heart is always with him and every Palestinian who has lost someone.
In his honour and memory, I would love for anyone who is able to do so to consider donating to The Palestine Children’s Relief Fund.
The PCRF is an amazing organisation that does so much for those in Gaza right now, including helping provide food, water and medicine. You can donate any amount you are able to- there is no minimum! My father would have given his very last cent if he saw the way Palestine was continuing to suffer after over 100 days with this limited aid, so I know celebrating him by helping others is the least he would have wanted.
I saw @parrot-parent do a very successful donation match and I thought it was such a good idea so I will also match all donations up to $500! If you feel comfortable sending me proof of the amount of your donation, I will match it as a donation at the end of February. (My messages are set to mutuals only, but if you donate and we aren’t mutuals if you send an ask with the proof I will make sure to answer it privately.)
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dorothygale · 6 months
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i'll just be controversial and say discord is not real social media. it's a fine communication platform but it is not Posting! saying you're gonna move to discord is like saying you're gonna move to facebook messenger get outta here
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alanshemper · 7 months
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